nilielh | Second Choice

Title : Second Choice
Rating : NC17. Smut. PWP
Group/Pairing(s) : Arashi/Ohno/Nino/Aiba
Disclaimer : fiction yo!
Word count : around 4k words
Note : Needs to be revised (Continuation of THIS) Sorry, Aiba-san.

Nino should have known how persuasive Aiba could be when he had his mind set on something.

He should have also anticipated that the minute he had allowed himself to breathe while trying hard not to think about the delicious things Ohno had promised on doing to him that very night when he goes home, Aiba actually managed to call his stupid boyfriend and set up a dinner date with the three of them in Aiba’s apartment without him knowing it at all.

So of course, he was a little (if not thoroughly) surprised when Ohno showed up in the location shoot, about an hour before they finished, beaming at him and throwing meaningful glances towards Aiba much to his annoyance.

He really should have known never to trust the idiot duo, even if he loved one of the two more than his work and games combined.

“What the hell are you doing here?” he asked, arms crossed tightly over his chest and clearly already in a defensive stance once they reached the dressing room, which the older man very subtly locked behind them. Aiba was nowhere to be found and he was kind of grateful for it if not for the fact that he was really feeling a bit pissed. “ – aren’t we supposed to meet at my place tonight? This is very rare, even for you Ohchan…” he muttered, but not without a hint of fondness.

Ohno looked vaguely amused as he strode towards him, his lips scrunching up in a way too adorable for words and smiling just the tiniest bit. He held out his right hand and gently ran his long fingers along Nino’s arms and smiled smugly the minute Nino shivered lightly under his touch. “I kind of miss you,” the older man mused and cocked his head ever so slightly when Nino raised an eyebrow while biting down on his lips and desperately trying not to let out a whimper the minute Ohno shuffled closer and nosed Nino’s cheek tenderly.

Nino chuckled and shook his head while keeping a straight face. “ – but we just got off the phone a few hours ago, you remember? Or you already forgot how you stupidly~” he paused mid – way when Ohno’s lips rested into it’s natural pout. God, how the older man managed to look so damn adorable and enticing beats him, seriously.

“ – why? Am I not allowed to visit you when you’re at work?” Ohno huffed, breathing warm air against Nino’s skin and Nino did his best not to nudge the other man’s head and kiss him breathless. Instead, he backed away and clicked his tongue but Ohno clearly knew the move he was about to make even before he made it because the minute his feet made their way backwards, Ohno’s arms dropped around his waist and pulled him onto him. “ – gotcha!” Ohno mumbled huskily, looking far too amused for Nino’s taste. Nino then tried wriggling free but Ohno’s arms only tightened a bit more as the older man ducked his head and nipped the nape of Nino’s neck playfully.

At this point, Nino knew he was seconds away from getting hard and if Ohno wouldn’t let him go, he might be, oh well goddammit! His head screamed in desire the minute Ohno’s hands went behind him, his pretty hands roaming around his butt before pinching it lightly. His hand rested on top of Ohno’s shoulders even before he could muster enough strength to stop himself and swayed his hips in time with Ohno’s. The older man grinned triumphantly.

A bead of sweat trailed from his temple down to his nose and Ohno leaned in to licked it off before he made a move that almost (if not fully) sucked all the air out of his lungs, his body screaming of something only the older man could provide. That was when Ohno steadied him with one arm and Ohno rearranged him until he was straddling one of Ohno’s legs and their erections lined up, painfully hard against each other. Nino growled under his breath, gasping the minute Ohno pulled him up once as if he was nothing, catching his lips into a deep kiss before he lowered him down and the older man thrust his hips up at the same time.

Really, Nino sometimes wondered how in hell Ohno managed to do those things so perfectly as if he was a professional gymnast, with the way his body twisted in complicated angles, but with so much ease that it made Nino’s stomach bolt up to his throat.

“-fuck!” Nino cursed against Ohno’s mouth, feeling every nerve in his body tingle with painful anticipation as Ohno grinded their hips together in a steady rhythm.

“ – you want me to?” Ohno asked, biting the shell of his ear lightly and this time, Nino wasn’t able to hold back a whimper as he threaded his short fingers around the back of Ohno’s head.

Nino let out a pleasurable sigh, leaning down to kiss the corners of Ohno’s mouth and pulled back to gaze at him dreamily.

“ – let me suck you first, Ohchan…” he purred sexily, giving Ohno’s earlobe a gentle bite and enjoying the way Ohno shivered back before claiming Nino’s lips again.

“-nnggh,” Ohno whimpered softly, cupping the back of Nino’s nape as the younger man angled his head, letting him slip all the way inside. Ohno moved his hips, infinitely slow while he gazed back down, meeting Nino’s dark eyes and stroking the younger man’s cheek tenderly. Nino choked out a sob and settled on sucking Ohno’s cock particularly hard because right then --

“Leader! Nino! are you there? It’s Masaki, can I come in? Why did you lock the door? Hello? I know you’re in there! Nino-chan! Oi!”

Nino let go, cursing up and down as he pulled his mouth away from Ohno’s cock after giving the head one last suck. He narrowed his eyes and looked behind him, thinking if it’s a good idea to stay silent and wait if Aiba’s going to leave them alone. Ohno had his hand on top of Nino’s head while Nino’s left hand stayed where it was, wrapped around Ohno’s erection and the older man’s hips bucking slightly against Nino’s hand.

“ – hello? Let me in or I’m going to take the spare key from my PA! Don’t say I didn’t warn you~”

Nino growled and put Ohno’s cock into his mouth again, sucked him one more time and let go entirely, feeling his insides boil with a mixture of frustration and anger. “ – I am so going to kill this guy one of these days and I don’t care if Sho-chan loves him more than News Zero or that Jun’s probably going to hunt me down for the rest of my life. I don’t care. One day, Ohchan. One day, you’ll find Masaki’s dead body inside Sho-chan’s fridge and~”

“ – Kazu,”

Ohno looked vaguely disappointed but being the patient man that he was, he just pulled Nino up by the shoulders and kissed him hard while he tucked himself back into his pants. A scowl made its way to Nino’s face the minute he pulled back and Ohno leaned in to peck his cheek. “We’ll try again later, Kazu…” he promised, hugging him one last time and letting go just when Aiba’s voice became frantic. “ – and open that door before Masaki destroys it…” he whispered cheekily, laughing softly when Nino scowled even more.

Nino strutted his way to the door, swearing under his breath, and opened it with a little too much force. “- what do you want, jerk?!”

Aiba stumbled in, face first, because he happened to be leaning in against the door (“I wasn’t eavesdropping, I swear to god!”). Nino gave him a good hard whack on the skull, shaking his head and letting himself be pulled against Ohno’s hard chest when Aiba smiled apologetically. “ – your timing is always the worst, Aiba-chan…” he mumbled against Ohno’s arm, which was draped casually around his neck, as the older man proceeded to drop tiny kisses on top of his head. Aiba giggled silently, but his eyes were saying something that Nino really preferred not to comprehend.

“Let’s go?” Ohno asked instead, dropping his arms down to Nino’s waist and smiled meaningfully back to Aiba. Nino was about to haul out questions but decided on letting them be for a little while because he might not be able to stop himself from murdering Aiba if he as much as planned something entirely stupid just to ruin his already fucked up mood.

“Tell me again why we are going to his place?” Nino muttered glumly, pursing his lips in a way that suggested to everyone within a 5 mile radius that they should run and take cover, but Ohno knew him too well. The older man knew how to deliberately push Nino’s buttons, one by one, until he found the best one that would make all of the snarkiness disappear with just a single brush of his hand.

Ohno guided the slighter man forward, opening one of the back doors softly and shoving him inside with a gentle push. Aiba was already in the driver’s seat, tapping a complicated rhythm against his steering wheel as Ohno climbed in after Nino, ignoring the younger man’s questioning gaze.

“Aiba-chan invited us for dinner. It’s free so you stop sulking, okay?” he stated sweetly and took Nino’s hand, held it up and kissed the younger man’s knuckles softly. Nino’s face softened visibly and Ohno smiled. Really, sometimes it was too easy to convince Nino into doing anything without him having to ask anything at all. Just stand there and look enticingly beautiful. Good job, Satoshi.

“I sure look like I’m your driver now,” Aiba muttered, faking a sulk. “ – someone should come and sit with me here, right? Nino?” Nino ignored him entirely. “ – ah, I knew it. You’re going to make out in there, aren’t you? Tsk. Okay, just don’t do anything extreme okay? I might crash the car…” Aiba said, grinning. Ohno nodded without breaking his gaze with Nino. “ – alright then, let’s go!”

“I-Is there any food in your apartment, Aiba~ Ohchan! Will you please, ugh~” Nino muttered brokenly, trying to grasp Ohno’s hand and stopping it from further making its way down to his crotch. Aiba looked behind them and grinned as if what was happening in the backseat of his car was something so ordinary, it wasn’t worth checking out. “ – S-Satoshi, I swear to god if you don’t keep your hands to yourself, I’m going to~ oh, fuck Ohchan!” Nino stopped mid-sentence, not knowing whether to grab Ohno’s hand or close his legs because Ohno suddenly dropped his face over the obvious bulge in front of his pants and started biting his hard-on despite his jeans. He looked up, flushed and embarrassed, meeting Aiba’s dark gaze through the mirror.

A pause, then Aiba grinned. “He’s talking too much, ne Leader?” he asked and Nino nearly threw his shoes at him. Ohno hummed in response, shoving Nino’s hands aside and dived back in, his fingers flicking the button of Nino’s jeans in record time, and with Nino pretty much too shocked to even stop him.

Ohno tugged the zipper down, breathing raggedly as he reached to take Nino’s flesh firmly out of his grey boxers and tentatively licking an experimental swipe up from the underside of his cock. Nino couldn’t do anything but throw his head back and moan his consent.

“ – ah, so that’s the best way to shut him up!” Aiba giggled from somewhere and Nino screwed his eyes shut and just concentrated on the pleasure of Ohno’s mouth around him.

So basically, Ohno was being a deliberate tease, stopping and letting him go just when he was seconds away from coming. Nino was inches away from tearing his hair out of sheer frustration and also breaths away from kicking Ohno in the shin, but Ohno would only smile and duck his head down again, and Nino would completely forget how to breathe, just letting Ohno slide his tongue over the head of his cock while he moaned the older man’s name.

And by the time Aiba parked his car in front of his apartment, Ohno had quickly zipped up his pants, causing him to curse in seven different languages because yes, he was on the verge of coming, and Nino almost, almost wasn’t able to keep himself from crying as he heard Aiba’s shout of ‘we’re here!’.

He was almost there, goddammit!

“Come on Kazu,” Ohno muttered, his voice husky, and Nino was sure that the older man was a bit more turned on that what he was actually showing. Nino found it comforting enough so he leaned and kissed him, hard. “ – let’s continue this inside, okay? Okay?” he nodded repeatedly, letting the older man drag him forward because he knew his knees wouldn’t let him walk without stumbling. Ohno placed a steadying arm around his waist and followed Aiba as the taller man started babbling about soccer and food and fuck you Aiba-chan, could you please hurry it up?!

“ – tell me you own a bottle of lube and an extra pack of condoms, Aiba-chan…” Ohno asked out of the blue and Nino literally choked on nothing. Aiba turned back to them and opened the door, reaching beside it to flick on the lights. Nino was still partly on a daze to even question the whole affair.

Aiba grinned, his face almost splitting in half.

“ – no worries, Leader~” he said, flashing a thumbs-up. “ – Jun bought three bottles when he and Sho-chan came here the other night. We only used up a bottle and a half so we’re good. And condoms, well, I have ten more boxes with different flavors. It’s up in the bathroom closet. Take your pick!”

Nino’s senses went haywire. “ – oh, fuck me!” he exclaimed.

Ohno and Aiba whipped their heads towards him, smiling encouragingly.

“ – well, since you asked for it~”

The next instant, Nino found himself pinned against the door frame while Ohno devoured his lips like a hungry man. Aiba watched them from where he was standing, all the while clicking his tongue as he gathered the things they would need. Nino was pretty much too turned on to even let questions take over his senses, most especially when Ohno’s beautiful hands were touching him all over, burning every bit of skin the older man’s fingers trailed across.

“Ohchan, Ohchan…” he chanted, his head swimming with an indescribable amount of desire rocking his very core. Ohno’s hands and lips were everywhere, sucking, biting, pinching and Nino never thought it’d ever feel like this.

The next instant, he found himself being pushed forward while Ohno kept a firm hold of his waist just to keep him from falling over. He had his hands around the older man’s neck, kissing Ohno’s lips hungrily, growling under his breath when Ohno stopped and pulled back, only to push him forward and his back hit another warm body, long arms winding around his waist and turning him around.

“ – M-Masaki,”

Aiba grinned and used one hand to throw the bottle of lube to Ohno, while his other gently stroked the small of Nino’s back. He subtly lifted Nino’s shirt and roamed his hands across the exposed skin, feeling Nino shiver against him. “Hi, Nino-chan…” Aiba mused, tilting his head and nipping Nino’s jaw tenderly. Nino let out a shameless whimper. “ – you’re far too dressed,” he said, biting at Nino’s ear lightly. “ – let’s get this off you, shall we?” Nino nodded and curled his fingers round the back of Aiba’s head, tugging at the taller man’s hair painfully. “ – time to get naked, Leader!” Aiba exclaimed before dipping down to claim Nino’s mouth into a deep kiss. Nino mewled shamelessly and wriggled his hips when another pair of arms encircled themselves around Nino’s hips and started undoing the button of his pants from behind.

“ – Ohchan?” he called and Ohno’s lips moved up to attach themselves at the back of his nape, moaning his name softly. Nino threw his head back and rested it against the older man’s shoulder while Aiba’s mouth moved to lick his way down the exposed skin of his throat. Ohno gave him a little squeeze before the older man tugged his pants down his narrow hips and while Aiba took care of the rest of his clothing.

It looked like he was about to be double-teamed, and though it sounded sickeningly weird, he couldn’t help but feel more aroused every damn second.

Especially when Ohno turned him around and dropped down on his knees, one slim hand wrapping around his straining flesh and smiling up at him before closing his mouth around him. Aiba steadied him with one arm around his waist, kissing the side of his neck before pulling away to finally undress himself.

“ – S-Satoshi, oh – oh-“

“ – are we going to do it while standing up?” Aiba asked in a voice Nino barely recognized before he plastered his now naked self against Nino’s back. Nino shivered the minute Aiba’s erection poked at his hips and muffled a groan when Ohno pulled his mouth away.

Nino looked down, just in time to see Ohno’s glistening, pink lips circling around the head of his cock while the older man stroked himself languidly. “ – Ohchan~” he called, fingers trembling on top of the older man’s head while Aiba pressed his hardness against his lower back. “ – let me come, please… please, Ohchan~”

“ – if he does that, can you still function properly afterwards?” Aiba asked without a pause, completely forgetting that he was, actually, talking to Nino and Nino, even in such a dreamy state, still had the ability to lift his hand and reach behind him to grab a handful of Aiba’s hair. “ – owww, let go Nino!”

“ – put your mouth to good use, Aiba-chan,” Nino grumbled shakily as he pulled Ohno’s face upwards and the older man gently parted his lips to teasingly flick the tip of his tongue around the head of Nino’s cock. “ – get down there and suck me so Ohchan can fuck me now, goddammit!”

That command made Aiba completely happy; he quickly pulled away and in a split second he was pulling Ohno off of him and pushing them both back to the edge of the bed, grinning.

“ – let’s do something spectacular, okay? I want to be able to boast about this when Sho-chan and Jun-kun come over again!” Aiba declared enthusiastically, and Nino didn’t know how in hell he ended up tangled in between Aiba’s body and his boyfriend’s wicked mouth in the very next second. He didn’t pause to ponder it, lesthe end up suffering a serious case of brain trauma from analyzing every damn detail about this whole thing. Although, come to think of it, he couldn’t even decide whether this was actually a good idea or not, but the way Ohno stared at him told him it was not the perfect time to think about anything other than the sensation of being thoroughly devoured.

It was mostly Ohno’s fault anyway.

The two quickly switched places, with Aiba kneeling in front and Ohno behind him. The older man slowly dragged him backwards before he plopped himself down on the edge of Aiba’s bed, long fingers trailing all over his naked back. Aiba followed by walking on his knees, his right hand wrapped around his cock and his tongue swirling at the head while moaning. He could literally feel the burst of electricity traveling from Aiba’s mouth to his cock and through every nerve ending in his body, making his toes curl in anticipation.

Two pairs of hands were touching him all over and Nino didn’t know how to keep up as he settled on screwing his eyes shut and handing them the reins to his senses. He kept his left hand on top of Aiba’s shoulder as the taller man started bobbing his head up and down his cock while Ohno prepared him from behind.

“O-Ohchan, p-please~”

The sound of a bottle being uncapped and then one slender finger invading his hole and Nino almost flew off the bed, letting out a low growl deep in his chest. “ – does it hurt?” Ohno whispered, his tongue flicking across the underside of Nino’s ear as Nino wriggled his ass impatiently. The older man chuckled and added another finger, twisting them inside Nino just the way he liked it. “ – you still haven’t come, I’m impressed. This is a record for you, Nino~”

“ – Satoshi, just please, ahhh~” he stopped mid-sentence because the pressure seemed to be too intense for him to handle, especially when Aiba tilted his head and Nino slipped all the way to the back of the taller man’s throat. “ – fuck, Masaki!”

Ohno shoved his fingers inside him, hard and fast, and Nino did his best to blink away the stars that exploded behind his eyelids. Ohno probably sensed that he had been nearing his limit because Ohno gave him a soft kiss on the shoulder, withdrew his fingers and whispered, “ – let me fuck you now, Kazu…” his voice so tender that Nino felt another sharp twist in his chest, an indescribable twinge of happiness coursing through him, just because Ohno happened to be so fucking hot and loving at the same time.

“ – please, now Ohchan, please?”

Another tender kiss against his shoulder blade and Nino felt Ohno’s fingers on his hips as the older man gently lowered him down onto the older man’s pulsating cock. Aiba had to let him go for a moment, watching them with a mixture of lust and wonder as Nino braced himself, one arm clutching Ohno’s leg, and the other curled tightly against Ohno’s arm around his waist. He grunted brokenly when Ohno successfully slid himself inside Nino’s tight hole, muttering words against the nape of Nino’s neck.

“ – I’ll hold him for you Leader,” Aiba said, grinning, stroking himself. He stood up, gingerly placing both his hands under Nino’s armpits, and slowly lifted him up as if he was a child. Nino muffled a curse when Aiba let go and dropped him back down at the same time Ohno bucked his hips in a way that hit Nino’s prostate dead on.

“ – ohhhh, shit!” Nino wailed shamelessly, whimpering against the heel of his palm as Aiba and Ohno repeated the action a few times. Ohno gripped his thighs tightly, never letting him go as the build-up of sensation started to become unbearable. He reached for Ohno’s hand and placed it around his cock but when Aiba saw it, he quickly batted Ohno’s hand away and leaned down to begin sucking Nino’s flesh earnestly.

One hard thrust from Ohno and Nino came with a shout, trembling as he came inside Aiba’s mouth. A few moments after, he felt Ohno’s lips on his right shoulder as the older man shook violently against him, moaning his name through his skin, and coming in dead silence a second after.

“What about me?”

Nino threw Aiba a look that said ‘do I look like I care’ and went to snuggle further against Ohno’s neck as the older man planted a kiss on top of his head, smiling. Aiba wailed dramatically, still stroking himself because, well, the OhMiya couple already finished fucking each other and the poor man still hasn’t gotten his chance to get off. Ohno had expressed his desire to help Aiba-chan, but Nino wouldn’t let him go. Instead, Nino curled his arms around the older man’s neck and purred sleepily against Ohno’s chest while Aiba grumbled frustratingly behind them.

Ohno couldn’t do anything, and Aiba couldn’t possibly force any of the two because he valued his life more than a few minutes of bliss.

He should have anticipated this. Not just because Nino wouldn’t want to share Ohno but because it was Nino. And that Nino would be evil enough to leave him hanging like this.

“Nino-chan~” he tried again. He had to. His dick was still painfully hard and the other two were right there, within arm’s reach, and still gloriously naked. He really thought he could fuck Nino tonight but the younger man seemed to have lost all his energy to even peel his sticky body away from Ohno after coming. “ – if you don’t want me to fuck you, can Leader suck me off instead?” he asked in a tiny voice.

Nino growled, that dangerous tone overriding sleepiness, and Aiba almost jumped out of his skin when Nino whipped his head back to face him, mouth curling dangerously.

“Go and fuck the wall, you annoying pervert!”